Chapter 6

I slowly open my eyes, my back sore from laying at an awkward angle, I sit up and rub my hands over my face, desperate for the toilet and starving, I hadn’t eaten since the morning I left, and dragons need a lot of calories. I yawn, looking around the room to see if Dieter had returned and sure enough, he was sat on the edge of the bed, watching me with curious eyes.

I looked him over once more, impressed and slightly intimidated by his sheer size, I knew from stories that Griffin’s were big, but I never imagined it was anything like this.

“Like what you see?” He smirks, leaning forward.

“I need the toilet.” I say, avoiding his question.

To be honest, I did like what I saw, and I didn’t know why I would feel that way, he was the enemy.

He nods, “I see.”

He makes no move to let me out and I frown. “C-can I go to the toilet please?” I ask, wondering if that’s what he wanted.

“That’s a good girl.” He praises and I feel somewhat like a pet.

He didn’t want a wife; he wanted a pet.

Sick and twisted.

“I can go?”

“Seen as you asked me nicely, yes.”

“Could I also have a bath and some fresh clothes please?”

“Of course.” he smiles, unlocking the door. “Don’t you try anything, if you do you will be straight back in here. Do you understand?”

“I understand.” I nod, desperate to get out, I’d have probably agreed to almost anything.

He helps me to my feet, my legs weak and sore, I couldn’t remember when he had removed the iron shackles, but I was grateful for it, my skin could finally heal, that was the best thing about being a dragon, we healed quickly.

“Thank you.” I murmur softly, his strength helping me to get to the bathroom.

He lifts my chin, looking deep into my eyes for a long moment, a shudder of nervousness running through me.

“I much prefer your new attitude to the one you had yesterday.” he smiles, clearly thinking he had already broken me.

That wasn’t the case, not at all. I just had to play along until I had a chance to get away from him, and I would get that chance, no matter how long it took.

I nod, but bite my tongue, I had never been one to keep my mouth shut when I was unhappy, but I had to if I wanted to fool him.

He walks me to the bathroom door and opens it, indicating that I can go inside, I do so and turn to shut the door behind me when he grabs the handle, pushing it back open.

“I thought you said I can use the bathroom.” I say, frowning, I wasn’t sure how much longer I could put off going to the toilet.

He nods, but holds the door open still. “I did, but that doesn’t mean you can shut the door, that’s a privilege you haven't earned."

“You are sick! I won't bathe with you watching me!” I growl, unable to hold back my disgust.

So much for trying to get on his good side, I couldn’t condone this behaviour! He was seriously deranged, is this how all of his people behaved?

“Then you won’t bathe.” he shrugs, leaning against the door frame.

I growl, trying to close the door once more, though just as before, he overpowers me.

“Don’t make me use the whip so early in the day.” He growls back, pushing me to my knees by force.

I try to push his hands away from me, but he easily restrains me, pinning my arms behind me as I scream in frustration. I wasn’t weak where I came from, I was considered strong and level headed. He has destroyed that image in less than a full day.

He brushes his hand down the side of my breast, my heart beating erratically, "Either way I am going to see your body. Why not make it easier?" He says.

I didn’t know what to do, I could either smell and remain in ripped clothing or allow him to see all my body. It wasn’t exactly much of a choice.

“N-no one has seen me naked.” I mutter, my shoulders dropping in defeat.

“Good, then I will be the first and the last.” He smirks, knowing that I will do what he wants.

He pushes me against the door frame when I stand up, pinning my body to his, he takes in my scent in one big breath and smiles in a way that makes my knees weak, he rips off my shirt in one movement, his eyes on my plump breasts as he grabs one, gently massaging the nipple as I bite back a moan. I shouldn't like it. but I do. it felt so nice. He bent down, taking one into his mouth as I gasp, trying to move away, but he had me pinned in place, helpless.

I couldn't stop a moan from leaving my lips as he massages the nipple of my other breast, his mouth suckling and pulling. it was so strange and the sensation make my legs weak. if he wasn't holding me i would've collapsed.

He release me suddenly, "Better get that bath." He says.

I sigh, I didn't want to admit it, but I was angry that he stopped. I was unsteady on my feet as I walked away from the door, I could see that the bath had already been filled with boiling water, and whilst most other species had to wait whilst it cooled down, I was a dragon, heat had no effect on me.

I strip my under-dress and skirt, glancing at myself in the mirror as I passed it, I had the same raven black hair as my father, but the petite body of my mother, nothing had really developed fully, and I was lacking in certain arears.

My blue eyes stared back at me, the anomaly that had always followed me across my life, everyone had always stared, especially my own kind. I was the only dragon ever to have blue eyes, so of course wherever I went, people knew who I was.

I noticed Dieter staring at me as I climbed into the water, his eyes full of lust just before they changed to concern. “Don’t get in yet! It is too hot.”

I sat down in the rose scented water, the heat barely noticeable, “I’m a Dragon, it won't hurt me.” I reply, wondering if he knew anything about my kind.

“I see.” He nods, “Looks like I have much to learn.”

I nod back, “As do I.”

I lean back in the water and close my eyes, wondering if Dieter and the other Griffin’s knew that Dragon’s also had powers, like the Pegasus tribe. I had been gifted with two powers, one was to heal the injured and those closest to death.

The other was to force others to half shift, something that caused all creature's great pain. I could choose which side of them came out, and how slow, it could be torturous to leave someone like that, which I could do if I wished. But I had never intentionally done it since I learned how to control that power.

Though neither would help me right now.

If I forced Dieter to shift, I would be in serious trouble and I doubt his men would leave me alive if I did. No matter what their king wanted.

I open my eyes to see the Griffin King knelt not far from me, his eyes locked on my face as I fought to cover myself as best as I could.

He moves closer, looking down at my naked frame, his eyes black with lust as I trembled in fear, yet something else bit at my skin, and it was excitement, I wanted him to touch me again. I wanted him to make me moan with pleasure.

“I want to know what you are thinking.” Dieter says, leaning onto his knees.